In a small village.

Aduo is learning to cook.

"Before learning how to cook, we must first learn knife skills, that is, how to cut vegetables. After that, we must learn how to select ingredients."

Li Jiaojiao gave a live demonstration.

Li Jiaojiao showed great interest and concentration in this kind of one-on-one teaching.

Moreover, the efficiency is also high.

As the day went by, Aduo could already recognize various ingredients and knew how to choose them.

"Come, I'll teach you how to chop vegetables and throw pots."

Li Jiaojiao took the trouble to teach and enjoyed it.

With the help of her, a senior chef, A'duo has made rapid progress. In just a few days, he has become a true spiritual chef, and a fourth-level spiritual chef.

The people in the ancient village were also protected by Li Jiaojiao.

"For the sake of safety, I decided to build a holy city here in your ancient village. It can withstand the attacks of deities below high level. It is enough to protect your safety."

Li Jiaojiao said.

Building holy cities is not her specialty.

But, she has it in stock.

Just before leaving the Piaomiao Holy Sect's headquarters, Shi Lei gave a mini city to many people, and Li Jiaojiao naturally got one too.

This is the work of Senior Brother Shi Lei!

"go!"

Li Jiaojiao threw it away, and a mini holy city appeared in the air, and slowly expanded until it became a Bagua city with a radius of ten miles, and then fell.

This city has its own defense formation.

Once turned on, it can automatically absorb the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy to supplement the formation needs, which is very convenient.

It is the peak of the Sixth Rank Tianzun. It cannot be broken by continuous bombardment for a hundred thousand years. It is very stable.

“From now on, I’ll live in the city!”

Li Jiaojiao pointed at this mini holy city and said.

Heavenly Sword Sea.

An island has a radius of a hundred miles.

The place was dripping with blood and covered with corpses. It was obvious that a certain family had been massacred.

In front of a high platform.

A girl with a graceful figure was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, looking at the dying person in her arms, her almond-shaped eyes filled with sadness.

"Father and mother, no..." the girl cried bitterly, "I must take revenge, I must kill all the enemies of our Wang family!"

"Jie Jie Jie, are you dreaming?"

Behind him, bursts of harsh and ferocious laughter could be heard.

A group of men and horses are coming with swords.

The leader is Quan Tianzun.

And this graceful girl is nothing more than a hundred-level Immortal Emperor, and is no match for him at all.

"Your Wang family has offended our Moon Sea Temple. The master of the palace personally ordered you to be destroyed. By the way, Wang Xue, the most beautiful girl of the Wang family, was captured. So, you are the daughter of the head of the Wang family, Wang Xue? I heard about your physique.

It's very special. If I practice double cultivation with you, the baby born will definitely have a very strong physique. I really want to try it. It's a pity that you are destined to be dedicated to our palace master."

The Quasi-Tianzun asked with a smile.

At this moment, he held a knife in one hand and a rag in the other, gently wiping the blood on his knife.

"I...kill you!"

Wang Xue suddenly threw out a spiritual talisman. After exploding, it condensed into a huge finger, wrapped in a power close to the level of Quasi-Tianzun, and pointed towards the person.

At the same time, Wang Xue turned around and ran away.

She knew that this backhand could not injure or even kill the opponent, it could only delay time.

"I want to live and I want revenge!"

Wang Xue clenched the sword in her hand and ran away quickly.

"Little tricks."

A look of ridicule flashed across the face of the knife-wielding Quasi-Tianzun. He swung the knife and his huge fingers were split in two. He immediately jumped up and reached the girl's sky. With a light palm, he left a mark on the opponent's back.

back.

"puff!"

The girl vomited blood and fell to the ground. She felt so weak that she could no longer move.

Tap tap tap!

From a distance, a woman wearing black clothes, a black skirt, and a black gauze hat on her head walked towards her.

"who?"

The man with the knife scolded.

The person who came has no nonsense, draws his sword, and sheathes his sword.

Young girl Wang Xue soon discovered that the Quasi-Tianzun and Half-step Tianzun had fallen to the ground, and everyone covered their necks and refused to close their eyes.

"My name is Mo Ying, what's yours?"

The visitor walked up to Wang Xue, took off his bamboo hat, and revealed a snow-white face that was as beautiful as any other.

"My name is...Wang Xue."

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

"I...I do."

Wang Xue didn't know where she got the strength, so she knelt down in front of Mo Ying, kowtowed and paid homage.

She recognized it.

The other party is the first generation disciple of Piaomiao Holy Sect!

Becoming a disciple to her is equivalent to joining the Piaomiao Holy Sect. Isn't revenge an easy task?

"I'm very strict." Mo Ying said.

Wang Xue knelt on the ground, his face covered with blood, his eyes firm, and said: "My parents' hatred is irreconcilable. No matter how strict the master is, I will hold on."

"good, very good."

Mo Ying helped Wang Xue up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood on Wang Xue's face.

At dusk.

A fire burned the entire island.

In the void.

Two graceful figures wearing black clothes, black skirts and black gauze hats on their heads, one behind the other, stepped on slender flying swords and flew towards the depths of the vast Heavenly Sword Sea.

Tianjian Sea, another area.

There is a high mountain here.

There is a dojo at the top of the mountain.

A man and two women are practicing swordplay in the dojo at the moment. Each sword energy is completely natural and contains the great road. With a gentle swing of the sword forward, it can break a mountain.

"Amazing!"

Practitioners around the dojo came here because of their reputation, especially the younger generation, who wanted to join the three disciples.

"Today, we are recruiting disciples."

Huo Yunjie finished his sword dance and said to everyone.

He, Lin Yuyan, and Ding Baixue were sitting on three thrones in the center of the dojo, looking ahead, where hundreds of young geniuses were standing.

Everyone was gearing up and preparing to take the assessment.

"My sword is a sentimental sword and a sword of protection. If your kendo is only used to kill people, then don't become my disciple."

Huo Yunjie announced loudly.

Many people were immediately speechless.

"start testing."

Huo Yunjie pointed to the sword in front of him, "If you hold this sword, those who are destined to do so will naturally become my disciples."
To be continued...